Every morning, eagerly
I go to AllPoetry.com
To check on the new contests
Appearing overnight.
Sometimes I have a poem
Conceived the night before;
That only needs a place to go
Something that will fit.
And sometimes I need a prompt
A suggestion to help me along;
My poem is there but needs a core
Or a step to start me off -
But I often come away dispirited:
Is it only me?
The picture and word suggestions
Have left me depressed and sad.
Other people's ideas of beauty
Aren't the same as mine;
The way it should be, of course,
But should they leave me so distrait?
Pictures appear to be ghoulish
And word prompts are too personal
And other prompts often cut
Too close to my own secret self
I don't want to be depressed,
I don't like the sensation;
So my early morning eagerness
Is tempered now with caution.
So looking at today's picture prompt
Has left me horrified:
I can only wonder at the thoughts
Of the creator's mind
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